Reed & Sue Engage In Phone Sex

"Are you hard for me?" Sue Storm said, her voice barely a whisper. "Are you stroking that big, hard cock for me baby?"

The heroine's fingers slid pushed through the damp golden curls to her wet and ready pussy. Her right wrist was still handcuffed to the bedpost, and an invisible hand held the phone ot her ear. She spread her legs a little wider, feeling the furry tail of what must be Spider-Woman's cat, a soft, warm, inert lump beneath the blanket next to her. Sue ignored the animal; she was focused on the phone and Reed.

They had never played these games. But now, of a sudden, Sue was feeling daring, feisty, reckless. She listened, a smile on her lips, as Reed tried to put into words what he was feeling and doing.

"Stroke it," she whispered. "I want to hear it. Can you hear how wet I am for you baby?"

Sue's invisible hand shifted the phone down until it hovered just between her legs. Her hand delved in and out of her pussy, making the most of the wet, shluck-shluck-shluck it made as she lifted her ass and flexed her inner muscles. Eager to put on a good show for him.

When the phone floated back up to Sue's ear, she could hear Reed's labored breathing, the shuffle of his knuckles up and down his rod.

"I'll bet you're using your powers, aren't you?" she said. "You know how hot and wet I get when you do that. Make your prick longer and longer. More than any woman can handle. Until you can't hold it with your hands. Until it pokes you in the chin. You'll do that for me, won't you baby?"

Not many people knew that Reed could make people hear him stretch. Like rubber or latex. He didn't normally, but he could. Sue thrilled as she heard it now. The long, drawn-out sound of rubber under stress, ready to snap. Then the wet sound as it slipped into his mouth. Her fingers rubbed her clit fast now, hips pumping a little.

"That's it. Suck it for me baby. Suck that big fat cock. God, I wish I could be there right now, to rub my pussy on your long, hard cock and suck it with you..."

The cat's tail curled around Sue's calf. The warm body shifted next to her, and out of her peripheral vision, Sue could see one pointed ear poke out of the blanket. Not that she cared. She was too close now.

Only she remembered that Spider-Woman didn't have a cat. And that Tigra had been out partying with them last night...